It's not every day your husband calls to tell you to pack your bags and head to the beach- that day! But that's what happened last Tuesday, July 3. One minute we are swimming and the next I am flying through the house packing like a nut and driving to Birmingham to pick up John and head to the beach. It was a BLAST! I mean, vacations aren't the same as what they are like without kids, but it's a whole new kind of joy. It's so much fun to see the beach through Whit's eyes. He loved it! Here are some pics from John's phone- I'll upload more later!
His face doesn't show it but he loved sand- it was disgusting! He would roll around in it. Ew.
Yay for putt-putt!
He did go karts his first night and talked about it the rest of the trip- he was a little thrilled